By Jimoh Sulyman
I’m lost on this path
The Path to salvation
At least that’s what it is called
I don’t know where to turn
Doom seem inevitable
On either end of the journey
Turning back is not even a choice
My heart wouldn’t let me
Beating the tune of confusion
I’m indeed doomed on this path
Don’t call me a whingeing wretch
Or a crying insolent, I will cry
When the world keep beating
Me down as I attempt to get up
from the previous smack
I’m threatened with a plea
And harassed with a hug
I am Betrayed with a kiss
Pamper with an intent to break
advised to the cusp of arrant blunder
My friends seek my throat
With mask of smile with
Countenance of hatred
My lover promised me her heart
And I promised her mine
Little did I know many a heart
She left to decay at dumpsters
Of heartbreaks and betrayal
I had fallen into the same pit
With my gullible fragile heart
Thinking the world is plain
Thinking all is in black and white
Thinking everyone thrive as I have
Love and tender as I do
Get broken and mended as I do
Before I could realise my folly
Before I realised the ways of the world
